tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968381137295383296.post2313711515101387195..comments2023-07-02T05:32:12.061-06:00Comments on A Compendium of Kim: Reverently, QuietlyKimberly Egberthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12265952303116062879noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968381137295383296.post-67749187213470806822009-02-10T22:51:00.000-07:002009-02-10T22:51:00.000-07:00Okay, you'll HAVE to forgive the lesson-giggling ....Okay, you'll HAVE to forgive the lesson-giggling . . . who can see someone rush into church carrying a giant ceramic pig and not laugh? <BR/><BR/>Answer me that, Smarty-Pants Maggee.Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18153749951474526650noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-968381137295383296.post-17333100544222445872009-02-10T22:48:00.000-07:002009-02-10T22:48:00.000-07:00Ok, for the RECORD I didn't FLICK the rubber band ...Ok, for the RECORD I didn't FLICK the rubber band at you, I TOSSED it in your lap. I guess this really does leave the blame on me regardless because I knowingly gave you an item that could cause great distress during sacrament meeting. However, I clearly warned you as you wrapped the band around your hand like a gun, "Don't DO IT!" But of course you did it anyway. I'm so glad Karen told you we wouldn't get it back. I think this was also during a hymn? sheesh!<BR/><BR/>Or, how about your laughter during my lesson? Don't think of the pig, ok. Let the pig go...Lizzyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14781721117479941843noreply@blogger.com